Like A Drug (Radiodust Oneshots)

Not Ours

Gift/Request for nabila_boim

Comment: oh! I was thinking how about angel and alastor in relationship and talk about adopting a baby. then they find a baby beside the dumpster. they talk about it and want to adopt the baby but alastor disagrees since the baby was found near dumpster. alastor feels that the baby is belong to someone else. angel and alastor have fights until the baby slowly warm up alastor dead heart and accept the baby as theirs.

"I would like a girl," Angel said, twisting his hair in his index and thumb fingers. "You know, because we have some many boys in out life."

He winked at Alastor, holding his hand. The two were walking through the streets. They had been discussing adopting a child for weeks. It had become a hot topic for the two.

Alastor opened his mouth quickly to add what he wanted to say when he was interrupted by loud wailing. Angel turned the corner and kneeled down. He stood up and in his arms was a small child, completely naked, save for a small loincloth around her mid-section. She screamed and wailed in Angel's arms. She was dirty, beaten and cut. She was a beautiful fennec fox demon.

"Alastor," Angel said, bringing her close to him. She screamed.

"I don't really think we should adopt her, Angel," Alastor said, looking over at the baby gently curled up next to Fat Nuggets, dressed in a baby dressing gown Angel had picked up from the baby store. She was asleep, and Fat Nuggets didn't move, didn't even grunt, snort or make any noise to wake her.

"Why not?" Angel asked, taking his hand. "I'm willing to listen."

"It's just - " Alastor hesitated. "She doesn't feel like our child."

"She isn't, Al," Angel said. "The whole point of adopting is to bring in a child that doesn't have what we have. Whatever child we chose wouldn't be ours, Al. Surely you knew that?"

Alastor didn't say anything. Angel looked at the clock on the wall. "I promised to meet Molly now," Angel said, standing up. "Please, just think about it. We'll talk about it when we get back."

Alastor woke up to the baby crying. He sighed and looked over at her. "Why are you crying?" he said. She kept wailing.

He reached over and picked her up, standing and rocking gently. Her crying slowly dulled. Alastor kept rocking her and rocking her and eventually she cracked a smile at his usual grin.

He smiled back. He believed this one baby was the second person to warm his heart. After Angel, of course.

Angel came back to find the baby asleep on his sleeping boyfriend. He sat on the end of the bed, smiling. Alastor opened one eye slightly and smiled wider. "I've changed my mind," he whispered.

"Can we keep her, please?" Angel asked.

"What do you think?" Alastor said, sitting up slightly and kissing Angel.